SPOILER ALERT: This weekly blog is for those who have been watching the series on FX UK. Don't read ahead if you haven't seen episode 11.

Episode 11: To Love is to BuryLast week's enjoyable human-loathing segues straight into the start of the penultimate episode, with Pam getting a whole scene to herself (well, she shares it with Bill and the body of Jessica, but she deserves better, so I'm clinging to her moment). "You and your insane affection for cattle," she drawls, with a malevolent twinkle in her eye, as Bill hops into the grave where the young girl he's just killed lies. It's a battle of good v evil, done with pithy put-downs, and Pam is the clear winner. Jessica is planted, ready to sprout into a blood sucker. Can you believe that TB's opening credits lost out to United States Of Tara for the Outstanding Main Title Design Emmy, incidentally? I blame the maggoty fox.

Sookie and Sam are worried about Tara being missing, but she's just off being a funny drunk. And it's rare to see convincing intoxication on screen, so another pat on the back for Rutina Wesley. The policewoman accuses her of crashing because she was under the influence. "I'm an excellent driver," she slurs back, "but you cannot prepare for a naked lady and a hog in the middle of the road." Well it's not on the theory test. But then she starts wobbling around and swearing so, regardless of the road's unusual traffic, it's into the slammer. After Lettie Mae refuses her bail, then kicks her out of the house – for her own good, of course – she's rescued by Maryann, who claims to be a social worker, of a sort. One with a ridiculously nice car and house and a sinister air, that's for sure.

The aftermath of the Eddie staking is gruesome. Jason's too busy throwing up to notice just how deftly Amy manipulates him, and before long, they're back to playing happy homes, after she's finished stuffing Eddie gore down the waste disposal unit, that is. Jason tells some fibs about hating V and demands they get rid of it, but Amy has no intention of giving it up. She insists they have one more trip, which they do, for which she appears to be wearing Sookie's Sex Night floaty gown. Off they fly to dreamy druggie garden world.

Sam has been helping Sookie to dust off her view of the killer's mind, and is being very sweet about it. Yes, I like Sam, especially now it's clear he's not the weirdo. (I'm not sure the doggyness excuses the rolling around in dead Dawn's sheets, but let's put that down to the need for a red herring.) The girl in the murderer's vision is wearing a badge that says "Big Patty's Pie House", which Sam knows, so they head off on a road trip. There, they discover that the girl, Cindy, was murdered, and her brother was vaguely suspected, and he went missing, and they didn't bother to follow it up. Tsk. His name? Drew Marshall. Curious and curiouser.

Lafayette is back in Social Injustice Fighter mode, taking a break from painting his toenails to challenge political hypocrisy. He dons a dapper suit and heads off to confront his senator whom, it transpires, has a sideline in public anti-V and anti-gay hatemongering. "Too often we're governed by criminals and hypocrites," he growls, all menacingly. And we've seen what he can do with an Aids burger.

The turning of Jessica once again shows how True Blood can do proper funny without distracting from the drama. The act itself was horrible, exploitative and violent, but now that she's a vampire, she's hilarious. She calls Bill a dick and tells him he sucks (and with all this talk of mainstreaming, someone had to) and strops around, all of her teenagerisms amplified by her new immortality.

But the big stuff comes in bursts towards the end. Shock one: Amy and Jason are lying in bed, out of their minds on V, when the killer comes into their house and strangles Amy with a belt. In the hallucination she flies away from Jason, disappearing in the sky. Shock two: Sookie and Sam get caught up in the spirit of their Nancy Drew-esque day and end up snogging on the settee, until Bill walks in, smacks Sam a bit, and gets thrown out of the house by Sookie. Who is not necessarily in the right, the cheating hussy. And shock three: the picture of Drew Marshall is finally faxed through to the Sheriff's office in Bon Temps ... Rene dunnit! Well done commenters. I had no idea.